I was born a child of grace
Nothing else about the place
Everything was ugly but your beautiful face
And it left me no illusion

-Lyrics from U2, All Because of You


I know, after my last post some of you might be thinking God’s gonna finally get Ken.  Maybe you are right—it has been a long time coming.  The truth is I have some enemies.  Some of these opposers have been lying in wait just hoping and praying for my demise.  Now you are saying, Come on Ken.  Well, I wouldn’t say so if they hadn’t have told me so.  I guess I just believe people. 

The grace of God is scandalous to those of us who don’t understand the nature of grace.  For the record, I tried really hard to make amends with the enemies I am aware of, going over and over again about my many sins and begging for forgiveness.  In the end, I needed grace from my enemies and all of the pleading and self-depreciating I participated in got me no where.  I have learned in the process that some folks don’t have the capacity to give grace—or at least don’t want very much to practice it if they do.  You can apologize until you are blue in the face and some folks will just use your doing so to rub your sins in your face all the more.  Hey, maybe they haven’t learned to forgive themselves yet, I don’t know—but I have given up on trying to figure these people out. 

 The grace (the unmerited favor and blessings) of our Lord Jesus Christ (the Messiah) be with you all. Amen, (so be it).    (1 Thessalonians 5:28, The Amplified Bible) 

Trying to deserve grace (an oxymoron I realize) from people who do not understand the nature of grace is an exercise in futility.  God never forgives us or accepts us based on our showing him we deserve either—but to the contrary.  Plainly speaking—grace is not something we earn, and there are those unfortunates who will tell you they agree but in secret they don’t know the first thing about grace.  I have done everything short of offer my body to the flames and somehow I don’t even think that would make my enemies happy.  I must admit, and regretfully, that I have broken a few promises to God (and it looks as if they haven’t).  Unlike my enemies, I believe in grace for Ken (a prime candidate)—though I realize I am awful bold and appear greedy to do so.   But after all, what good would grace be if it weren’t for our worst sins? 

If there is no such thing as scandalous grace I figure I’m flat out of chances.